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The System Says My Childhood Sweetheart Is My Future Blind Date - Chapter 24

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After morning reading, A-Jie lay listlessly on his desk.

A morning English reading session had exhausted his energy.

He needed a good rest.

But clearly, Shen Yuan wasn’t going to let A-Jie off the hook.

“A-Jie, let me see how to solve this problem!”

Zhou Shaojie looked up, displeased. “When you ask for help, be more polite!”

“A-Jie, please let me see how to solve this problem!”

You might think he wasn’t being polite, but Shen Yuan said he was.

But you might think he was being polite, but Shen Yuan’s attitude remained the same.

Zhou Shaojie rolled his eyes, his gaze falling on the paper Shen Yuan handed him.

Seeing this paper, A-Jie knew something was wrong.

“Wait, you’re all sitting separately, why is Li Zhi giving you a problem?”

Shen Yuan looked completely at ease. “Is there a problem?”

A-Jie was consumed by jealousy.

“Then go ask Li Zhi, I’m tired.”

With that, Zhou Shaojie lowered his head.

Shen Yuan raised his hand and pointed, about to say something, when his new deskmate spoke up.

“Can I take a look?”

Sweet Peipei smiled at the paper in Shen Yuan’s hand: “Although my math isn’t as good as Zhou Shaojie’s, it’s still okay. I got 136 on this week’s test.”

Before A-Jie could even react, Shen Yuan was already on edge.

Wait, are all the math students in this class that good?

Is Old Zhou trying to become a top-tier teacher through this college entrance exam?

Shen Yuan still handed the math problems to Zhuo Peipei.

Then, he propped his arms on A-Jie’s desk and leaned over to Zhuo Peipei’s side.

“Hey, these problems look familiar?”

Shen Yuan nodded: “Li Zhi said they were copied from previous tests.”

Zhuo Peipei blinked.

Another ship has formed.

These two childhood sweethearts, one a top student, the other… at the bottom of the honors class.

Although the difference isn’t drastic, it’s still there.

There might even be a difference of over 100 points!
A perfect score of 100—that would be a world of difference in the college entrance exam.

So when Zhuo Peipei saw Shen Yuan diligently studying math during morning reading this morning, she immediately had a misinterpretation.

He was trying to catch up with Li Zhi!

And now, knowing that the math problems Shen Yuan was doing were actually provided by Li Zhi, Zhuo Peipei felt a surge of satisfaction.

Seeing Zhuo Peipei’s smug expression, Shen Yuan looked puzzled: “What’s wrong?”

“I’ve got a ship.”

A-Jie raised a hand and said in a deep voice, “Let me introduce you to the president of the ‘Shining Couple’ Association in the top class, Zhuo Peipei.”

“The masterpiece that made her president is ‘Love During the Teacher’s Day,’ and the main characters are red and blue chalk.”

Shen Yuan was taken aback.

“What about white chalk?”

“It’s the final destination,” Zhuo Peipei pushed up her glasses and said reverently, “When the student on duty erases the blackboard, all traces of romance will return to white nothingness.”

What kind of ship are you guys shipping?!
Seriously, is there such a weird organization in the top class?

As everyone knows, these “obsessive fans” really do obsess over everything!
The phenomenon of them obsessively engaging in random, everyday obsessions is actually a projection of modern-day loneliness and an idealized view of relationships.

To put it bluntly, they don’t care about the feelings of either party.

For high school students, this abstract obsession is largely a form of self-entertainment during the dreary senior year.

They not only obsess over classmates but also over some rather strange things.

In simple terms, they’re looking for some fun.

The most typical example is their anthropomorphic fantasy of academic subjects.

 

 

 

A sadomasochistic relationship rooted in the laws of physics: the left-hand rule and the right-hand rule can never interlock, just like the schedules of the homeroom teacher and the PE teacher.

While “Five Years of College Entrance Exams, Three Years of Simulation” attempts to format souls into a test-oriented education system, teenagers patch the world with abstract, quirky academic methods.

In the blind spot of the dean’s surveillance, even chalk dust is playing out “Love in the Time of Cholera.”

Students cultivate a unique, absurd symbiosis between a sea of questions and hormones, a youthful version of “One Hundred Years of Solitude.”

But what are Shen Yuan and Li Zhi?
Simply childhood sweethearts?
Or a combination of exam hell and romanticism?
The quantum entanglement of the top student and the bottom student in the class—the questions you’re doing are the scratch paper I threw away.

Shen Yuan thinks about everything between him and Li Zhi, and it does seem quite quirky.

Take claw machines, for example, it’s really quirky.

After all, filling a girl’s room with the plush toys you’ve won is a form of possessiveness, isn’t it?
Even if he and Li Zhi don’t end up together…

When Li Zhiyi got home and entered her room to see so many dolls, she would naturally think of herself.

Especially when she saw the cat doll, the phrase “I am the King of Claw Machines in Jiyang” would automatically echo in her ears!

Isn’t this a kind of psychological invasion?

Let him indulge in it.

It’s all good.

Shen Yuan regarded his classmates as the carriers of his own abstract behavior, and he didn’t mind being the carrier of his classmates’ abstract behavior.

Besides, it wasn’t an offense to him or Li Zhiyi. It was

n’t like he was making pornography.

After getting the math problem-solving steps from the top student, Shen Yuan was contentedly fantasizing about his triumphant return in the next exam.

Then reality gave him a heavy blow.

Before the first physics class, Zhou Shaojie waved a perfect score test paper in front of Shen Yuan.

“Oh my, how did you get a perfect score? This physics test was obviously quite difficult.”

Shen Yuan had the urge to violently shut up Shaojie’s foul mouth.

But before Shen Yuan could speak, Zhuo Peipei spoke up.

“Is this the bond between science students and physics?”

A-Jie immediately mimicked Wang Yousheng’s smile.

But A-Jie’s smile quickly faded.

“Zhou Shaojie, your grades are actually quite good. You just need to improve your English, but why are you so uninterested in improving it?”

“Is it because your heart is loyal to science?”

Pei-Pei’s glasses reflected a dazzling light, trying to uncover A-Jie’s hidden affection.

“Or is it because your unfulfilled desire for English has led you to pour all your heart into science? A tragic love story! This is a tragic love story!”

An expert’s touch is immediately apparent.

Shen Yuan was dumbfounded.

They can even ship this?

No wonder she’s the president of the top class’s shipping association!
But A-Jie was clearly not someone who could be easily defeated by shipping.

The boy tugged at his school uniform. Under the school badge, the original Jiyang Middle School had been scribbled over, replaced by “Early Love Prohibition Association”!
School uniform modification?

What kind of Renaissance is this!

Shen Yuan glanced at his own school uniform, which was terribly monotonous.

Damn, why do I really want to join this organization?!

But if I do, my mom will probably drag me out and give me a long lecture, then I’ll be rewarded with the glorious achievement of “washing my own clothes.”

Forget it.

Upon seeing the “Early Romance Prohibition Association,” Ke Peipei frowned: “The Dean’s lackey!”

“Hmph! Early romance shouldn’t exist in high school!”

A-Jie said coldly, “Tomorrow I’ll break all the chalk in the honors class!”

“Then tonight, ‘Zhou Shaojie and ABC’ will begin serialization on the school’s confession wall!”

Seeing the situation about to spiral out of control, Shen Yuan timely unleashed his divine weapon.

“Memory Eraser – Eraser!”

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